A Life More Ordinary

Sisters, sisters, there were never such devoted sisters

Well, apart from the guinea pigs getting divorced, things are much the same here.

I barely see the house in daylight.
Ben’s roaming free and tells (afterwards, when it’s too late to veto) of solo bike rides around country lanes.
Hannah is still yearning for Mulcie and Weezey – friends, not ailments.

And Mike? Well he’s coping.

The guinea pigs though, seem to have departed from their everyday tale of joined-at-the-hip sisterhood. And it’s all my fault, of course.

We were tiring of old, broken down, second hand hutches, found on dumps and in the local paper.

So I bought them a spanking new, two tier affair with a ramp to link the ground floor run to the first floor hutch.
But I’d forgotten how dim they are.

Normally they crush into one little igloo hideyhole together, leaving the other one empty.

Now though, only one of them can negotiate the ramp. So Phoebe’s taken to living on the top deck and descending occasionally to join her sister for food and playtime.

While poor, earth-bound Sandy is too scared to lumber her way up the scarey slope to the cosy night-time sleeping quarters. So she sleeps alone.

I’ve tried shoving her up the slope to join her sister, but she digs her little claws into the wood and makes feeble noises.

Perhaps she’s pleased to be rid of the snoring? Or maybe that’s me and a bit of wishful thinking…

Anyhow, enough of small creatures, I have a tag to reply to.

It’s from Potty Mummy, who wants to know things that will reveal my return to brain-dead working mode.

I have to tell you: –

What I’ve read.
What I’ve watched.
What I’ve listened to.
What I’ve surfed.

Well. I’ve just passed through a few years of re-reading long forgotten classics and discovering wonderful new authors. But that period is past and I’m now making up for years of minimal earning.

So what I’ve been reading will have you running for the door, at best.

The Spin Doctor’s Diary, by Lance Price.
It was £1 in the pound shop in Lincoln, so I wasn’t overly hopeful that I’d get much past the first chapter, but I did, eventually.
And some of it was quite fascinating.
A lot of it wasn’t.
Lance Price seemed to go on holiday a lot when he was working for Alastair Campbell, and he was left out of lots of major political decisions.

But the things he was involved in were gripping, and I realise now how carefully managed all that “news” was that we all saw unfolding on TV.
At the time I somehow didn’t quite believe it.

It’s a window into another world – bizarre and beyond belief.

    I’ve also read –

- The Jersey Evening Post (every day, although not religiously)

- The Jersey Annual Social Survey 2007

- Scrutiny Code of Practice for States of Jersey

- a new anti-inflation strategy for Jersey

I think you get the picture…

    What I’ve watched…

Well, I watch the news (ITV and BBC) every day, even if I have to catch it the next day on erratic “Watch Again” services.

I’ve been pining for CSI since January, as Jersey doesn’t yet have digital TV or Ch 5, and I’m too mean to pay for Sky.
So I’ve watched the first five minutes of a few things, a couple of DVDs of CSI, and some film Mike bought cheap in Woolworths, and that’s about it.

Oh, apart from Location/Relocation/Grand Design type programmes.
It’s great to feel even worse about our house-buying situation now we’ve moved to a place where the average house price is £435,000 – and that’s just for a three-bedroomed box house.

    What I’ve listened to –

We left our CD/LP (yes, LP) system in Plymouth, intending to buy an MP3 speaker system. But we haven’t got around to it yet.
So we have no means of listening to anything other than the TV or radio, except on small, uncomfortable headphones.

I’ve listened to Radio 4, Radio Jersey, Channel 103, and I heard some McFly wafting out of some young bod’s open-topped car the other day when I had my window open at work.
A reminder of times past.

    What I’ve surfed –

I’ve been trying to keep up with my regulars, despite lack of time.

Fab people like Mother at Large (presumably now becoming a little larger than usual); Omega Mum; Beta Mom; Potty Mummy; Dulwich Mum; SAHD; Mutterings and Meanderings; Rilly Super; MYA; Man About the House; Pig-in-the-kitchen… and others I’ve probably forgotten because of a mind overtaken with too many policy documents.

I’ve also been looking at (oh dear, not more) local government websites, websites constructed using Sharepoint, and other tedious work-related nonsenses.

So that’s about it really.
Not very edifying.

And now over to …

Spiral Skies and Super Mommy.

Let’s hope you have a more erudite selection than I.

About Beta Mum

Here you can find the ramblings of a trapeze artist turned journalist who ran away from the circus to join the BBC. Cathy "mine's a Kir Royale" Keir then spent thirteen years working in Jersey, Guernsey and Devon, before downgrading to what you see before you. She has contributed articles to The Guardian, The Stage and Television Today, Junior Magazine and both the BBC and Bad Mothers Club websites. She has two children who think women can’t be prime ministers. She blames herself.
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7 Responses to A Life More Ordinary

  1. Mya says:

    I hope the guinea pigs can sort something out…

    Average house price 435,000!!! – Yikes!

    Mya x

  2. Potty Mummy says:

    Are you sure you’re not living in London with those house prices?

  3. Omega Mum says:

    I’m just impressed you manage so much what with a whole new life to adjust to. Do you think the upstairs guinea pig has been following the news on property prices and is just hoping that the other one will try to buy her out? Thank you for the nice reference to 3kids….It means a lot, coming from you.

  4. Beta Mum says:

    Mya – We’ve just spent a week in Plymouth and they seem to be reconciled. They came with us, of course. But the 2-storey hutch remained.

    PM – It’s worse here than London, as at least in London you can buy somewhere slightly cheaper in a dodgy area.

    OM – Perhaps you’re right. Maybe Phoebe has a better life in mind. She’s certainly the one who would still be alive if they were grazing on the hillsides of South America. Sandy would have been a tasty breakfast many months ago.

  5. Rilly Super says:

    well, despite all the above you still paint a more benign picture of jersy than the news over here this weekend has been doing kathy. ‘fraid I’ve been rather stuggling to keep up with the blog world too. I did ask the au pair to do it for me but she kept leaving comments in polish which really didn’t bear translation, sigh

  6. Omega Mum says:

    I’ve been following the news and thinking of you. How are things over there?

  7. Beta Mum says:

    Rilly – yes, well I wrote this post before the remains were found. All very horrific. Tell your au pair Polish would be fine.

    OM – things are (for me) very busy, but for some they must be much worse than busy. Very sweet of you to think of me.

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